[00:22.636]Strumming my pain with his fingers[00:29.950]Singing my life with his words[00:36.219]Killing me softly with his song[00:40.947]Killing me softly with his song[00:46.590]Telling my whole life with his words[00:52.833]Killing me softly with his song[01:08.141]I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style[01:18.093]And so I came to see him, to listen for a while[01:27.654]And there he was, this young boy, a stranger to my eyes[01:37.111]Strumming my pain with his fingers[01:42.309]Singing my life with his words[01:47.246]Killing me softly with his song[01:51.034]Killing me softly with his song[01:55.971]Telling my whole life with his words[02:00.960]Killing me softly with his song[02:42.495]Killing me softly with his song[02:46.805]Telling my whole life with his words[02:51.037]Killing me softly with his song[03:01.460]I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd[03:10.107]I felt he'd found my letters and read each one out loud[03:18.309]I prayed that he would finish,oh,no,but he just kept right on[03:26.250]Strumming my pain with his fingers[03:30.534]Singing my life with his words[03:34.844]Killing me softly with his song[03:38.058]Killing me softly with his song[03:42.342]Telling my whole life with his words[03:46.521]Killing me softly with his song